Dylans little present (Bondage) (NSFW)
You had finally gotten Dylan to tell you some of his fantasies after weeks of begging and building trust and he finally confided in you about his extreme liking to bondage.
You wanted to surprise him, show him you want to explore all his desires with him. You wanted to be the one he played the fantasies out with, you wanted to be his fantasy.
So you started learning beautiful and intricate bondage knots and ties. You bought a beautiful pink silky rope you wanted him to tie you in.
When you finally got him alone in your room he walked into candle light and rose petals on the floor. His face was already getting red as he awkwardly asked “what’s all this?”you just smiled back and him and told him you had a gift for him.
He just looked at you, widening his eyes a little. You sat him on your bed and gave him a box with cute girlie wrapping. He was confused but opened it, in it was neatly coiled pink rope. He sat there staring at it without a reaction to give. “I-I got it cuz you told me you liked some of that stuff and I uh I learned how to make some of the, yknow the ties and stuff so we could do it…. Uh if you wanted” you started to ramble nervously thinking he would be offended for some reason.
But he put your racing thoughts to rest when he slammed his lips into yours, kissing you hard. He grabbed you by the throat, his fingers nearly wrapping around your whole neck and kept kissing you. He wasn’t ever rough with you, but it was something he kept just beneath the surface, something that you wanted out of him.
“Show me” he said his voice slightly deeper now, taking the coil of rope out of the box. “Well it would be kinda hard to take my clothes off after tying me up like your little present” you said with sugar in your tone, teasing him. You saw his dick twitch, hard in his pants as he stared at you standing up then walking to stand in between his legs.
You looked deep into his steely blue eyes for a bit, trying to read his face, but you couldn’t come up with any straight answer, but you knew him well enough to know how much he wanted this. You took a small step back slipping off your top, then your pants. So now you were in cute lacy langerie, matching perfectly with the baby pink rope you picked out. You watched as his eyes trailed down your body, breath heavy. You then unhooked your bra, sliding it off your shoulders, letting it drop to the floor, now standing infront of him in nothing but a tiny lace thong.
You turned around showing off your body to him. Then kneeling down on the rose covered floor, facing away from him. “Hit pause on the radio” you instructed, he turned his head to see the small radio on the side table of your bed. He leaned over and hit pause, a soft slowed version of ‘pornstar’ by nessa barnet played through the radio. Dylan was getting excited now, little sparks went off underneath his skin, he was always so gentle being so much bigger than you, but he didn’t know how well he could hold back tonight.
You taught Dylan how to tie your hands behind your back in beautiful and intricate knots. Giving up your autonomy to him, giving into him completely, trusting him fully with your body. That he would never truly hurt you, he would never push you past what you couldn’t handle, therefore you didn’t need away to push him off you, you could walk on a balance beam, knowing he’d catch you if you fell. You were all his, his little present.
Once he secured the last knot, he got up, leaving you still kneeling on the floor, he slowly walked around to face you. Cupping your face, staring at his pretty little gift. He smiled slyly like a fox who caught a rabbit. Your head fell back to look up at him, god was he tall, I mean he was tall when you’d stand next to him, eyes at the middle of his chest. But now, even his waist towered over you. He fucking loved it. His little baby rabbit all wrapped up just for him. He leaned down, grabbing you face with both hands and kissing you passionately, using more tongue than he normally would, tongue swirling against yours, exploring your mouth.
You moaned into is mouth, encouraging him to keep going. He pulled away, he pushed his hips forward, getting off on just seeing his waist pushed towards your face, you not being able to do anything about it, not even wanting to do anything about it, you just stared up with big doe eyes. “Wanna tie my legs up now? So I can’t run away?” You asked
You knew the thoughts running through his head. You knew how he saw you when he looked at you like this, his prey. You leaned back, swinging you legs to the front of you, pressing them together, bent with your feet planted on the ground. “Look back in the box” you said in a sweet whisper.
He found beautiful silk ribbon at the bottom of the box he hadn’t noticed before, matching the rope he tied your pretty body up with. He took it out and kneeled down next to you, and you instructed him on how to bound your legs together. Once he was done he stood up and looked at his creation. Like a sweet innocent animal he caught in a beautiful silky trap.
You looked at him with desperation sitting behind your eyes, you wanted him. He leaned down and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, a gentle reminder of how much you meant to him and how he’d never push your body past its limits, building trust and excitement in both of you.
“Are you gonna put me on the bed or are you just gonna leave me on the cold hard floor” you said in a teasingly pouty tone. He smiled wide, you could see how hard he was, normally he try to hide it for as long as possible but tonight was different, tonight it was a warning of what he was gonna do to you.
He picked you up princess style, cradling your body, which could not catch itself if he dropped you, but he was delicate and intentional. He laid you on the bed, lingering ontop of you. You looked up at him with big fuck me eyes, silently pleading with him to take you, use you, play out his fantasies on you.
You watched helplessly as he undid he belt and took off his shirt, chest rising and falling a little quick, it was getting him going seeing you like this, bare breasted, tied up, vulnerable and helpless. “Fuck me” you whispered to him. He pulled his boxers off, his dick was rock hard already. He slipped your lace panties already soaked, down just enough to gain access.
He immediately pushed himself in, slow, letting you adjust to his size. But he slid in so perfectly, like he was always meant to be there, signaling that your body wanted this just as much as he did.
You laid on your back, legs twisted to one side bound together so you were half on your back half on your side, the angle was perfect and felt amazing to both you and him. Once he finally seated himself all the way inside you, his thrusts started hard and fast. He couldn’t hold back, couldn’t even try.
You moaned out, pain and pleasure mixing together and fogging your brain. He looked at your beautiful body, bound up tight, the rope snagging your soft skin and the ribbon digging into your soft thighs.
You were his toy to play with tonight, he grabbed the knotting that tied your arms together and used it as leverage to fuck you hard. “Uuuuhhh fuck your so good” you whined out, encouraging him. His breath was heavy and ragged, he never knew how badly you needed this and he was starting to let go.
He fucked you like an animal, growling, feeling your stomach muscles tense from inside you. He caressed your face then slapped it hard, leaving a sting on your cheek. You eyes widened, feeling like a new kind of person, you were seeing your love let go and finally step into the thing he kept so far away from you.
You stared into his eyes mouth agape, moaning shamelessly. He fucked you hard, hips slamming into your cute little ass. He slapped you again, but you just turned your head back hair in your face continuing to stare into his soul, letting him know you could take it.
“Ah ah ah fuck you feel so fucking good” he growled out. His dick felt so good pushing deep inside you, fast and hard, your head bobbed as you body absorbed the aftershock of his thrusts. You were getting close.
Seeing him like this did something to you that you couldn’t even form words to explain. All you knew is you needed him now, needed him exactly as he was right now, raw, animal, horny and hungry. Your eyes rolled back whimpering and whining, your body shivering, muscles twitching. He felt your pussy grip his cock then twitch and flutter around it, squirting, cumming, making a mess all over his dick and stomach.
Wet slapping muffled the sound of the soft music playing on loop. “Show me who you areeeeeeee” played in the background, filling your head, replacing any thoughts your brain could possibly muster to think. You breathed in and out through you mouth, gulping like a fish out of water, not being able to ground yourself but instead getting lost in Dylan.
Your body wiggled and squirmed from him, overstimulated. But he grabbed you by the ropes and kept going. Fucking you dizzy, you felt high, brain foggy and your body numb and floaty, only being able to feel the pressure of him inside you.
“Ah uh uh uh fuck I’m gonna fucking cum in you” he cried out, you stared down at his body, every muscle tense and bulged out, his chest red, his hair damp with sweat as he fucked himself dizzy.
With a few more hard thrusts he emptied out inside of you groaning out loud. His body shaking, making the mattress shake. He heaved in and out, trying to catch his breath. His skin tingled and his face was hot. His stomach felt hollow, finally releasing himself fully and slowly pulling out of you.
“Fuuuck” you laughed out, his laugh following you “that was-“ he tried to form a thought. “Amazing?” You finished for him smiling up at him, your beautiful sunshine boy. “More than that” he said still breathing heavy, still hovering over you. He leaned down and gave you a gentle, sweet kiss on the lips.
“I’m so sore” you whined, you wanted him to baby and pamper you now, coming down from your high you were vulnerable and sensitive. He seemed to sense that, he petted you hair and kissed your temple “you were such a good girl taking it for me” he whispered “you the best present I can ask for, my sweet little bunny” he gave you sweet words, gently untying you. The release felt amazing as your skin was freed.
Once fully untied you stretched out, limbs sore and stiff. Dylan laid ontop of you, wrapping his whole body around you, you wrapped your arms and legs around him, burying your face in his hair, smelling him. As your bodies adjusted and calmed, both your breathes slowed and synchronized. “Want me to run you a bath” he asked lifting his head to look at you. “That would be amazing” you said staring back at him.
I am extremely proud of this one, this may even be my favorite smut I’ve written :)
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